By Sharon Hudgins
Photographs Courtesy Sharon Hudgins

Once upon a time, back in the dinosaur days of the 20th century, my husband, Tom, and I lived in Germany and loved traveling to other nearby countries, too. Often, we spent long weekends in France, and sometimes we took month-long road trips there in the summer, eating our way around the different regions of Germany’s next-door neighbor.

That’s how we found ourselves driving through vast areas of farmland in northeastern France without a decent map. We hadn’t yet discovered Michelin’s “yellow maps” with their highly detailed information on every French cow path and goat trail. Our only directional aid was a small, not very accurate map that showed only the national highways and major connecting roads.

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